Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 28 - Cry now, tell me later

My mom came quicker than I expected. Probably because she must have heard my sobs. When I got into the car she began asking me what was wrong but I only shook my head and said nothing. She didn't want to push me into saying anything and just drove us home.

When she parked I simply told her I'll be in my room before heading upstairs. I knew she was worried about me though I wasn't in any mood to talk after what had happened.

I just felt so stupid. I felt so pathetic. For two weeks Weston has been toying with me and when for a moment I thought maybe something could change between us he shattered that all.

I couldn't even believe I fell for him. After everything we did together. I knew I wasn't supposed to expect this much from him but it hurts so much knowing all this time I've just been played for his own amusement. Even after he fucking fucked me in the restroom, was that just his plan to toy with me even more?

After he even protected me from Isabel, he told me he didn't get her pregnant, he invited me to his game. Was that just to gain my trust so he could shatter it and laugh about it? Was my hole life just a lie from the beginning?

I immediately plopped onto my bed as I let more tears stream down my cheeks. They didn't want to stop, they couldn't stop. If my dad saw me like this he would only yell at me so I was glad he wasn't home right now.

Everything in me hurt so bad I felt like dying.

As I trembled I suddenly noticed Lee who sat between my two pillows on my bed. I stared at him before raged filled my and I tossed him across my room. So he just got me that stuffed toy as another way to gain my trust.

At this point I don't know if I'm just dumb entirely.

The fact I even thought maybe, just maybe Weston and I could be on good terms could actually happen. Maybe we could just throw our past away and focus on the now. Was I that delusional to actually thing that could happen? I'm so dumb.

Weston and I are two different people. He's popular and could have anyone he wants, meanwhile me? I'm just a nobody, only here just to impress my parents and at the end of it get into some college of my dad's choice. That was basically my life. I have no choice.

I let a weak sigh escape my lips as tears just keep drenching my face. There was no point in stopping them. All I could do was cry and feel so stupid. I didn't even care if Isabel post that picture of Weston and I. I can go through the bullying again. Maybe people would be less mean since their older.

After all, kids are way meaner than they look.

After I had somewhat managed to calm myself there was a gentle knock on my door followed by the sweet melodic voice of my mom. I hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to tell her to come in or not.

After I had called her sobbing and ran up to my room to continue sobbing I didn't know what to tell. I knew she was worried about me, infact she was beyond worried and I hated to see her worry about me so much. It pained me.

I immediately wiped off any tears left on my face before taking a weak sigh and muttering a quiet and shaky, 'come in'.

I didn't even know if she heard me but she opened the door and there she was. A deep concern look written on her face as her green eyes held so much concern. I hated it.

"Lewis honey, is it okay if I come in? And seat with you?" She asked cautiously. I knew she didn't want to push anything but the look on her face said she needed to be with me, to be by my side right now.

I gulped down before giving her a nod. She gently shut the door behind me before walking towards me and sitting on my bed. She didn't say anything and looked at me before hesitantly reaching her hand closer and caressing my cheek. I nuzzled my face into her hand, shutting my eyes as well desperately trying to hold back my sobs. I couldn't sob Infront of her, she'll only be more concerned. Not that she isn't already.